First Line: O troubled heart, there is a balm ,

O troubled heart, there is a balm
To heal thy every wound !
In thy Redeemer's bleeding side
That balm alone is found.
The hidden anguish of the soul,
The burning tears that fall,
The sigh that rends thy aching
Breast----
Thy Saviour knows them all.

2 Go where no ear but His can hear,
No eye but His can see ;
Has He not said that as thy day
E'en so thy strength shall be ?
Though heaven and earth should pass away,
His Word can never fail,
If thou by faith approach His throne,
By faith thou shalt prevail.

3 Then why cast down ? these passing ills,
Thy path that sometimes dim,
Will work together for thy good
If thou but trust in Him :
The many blessings of the past
With gratitude recall ;
Then tell thy sorrows at the feet
Of Him who knows them all.